Addison Telgte Whore ❤️

About Essen

Alright, so I’m a baker, right? And you’re askin’ me about flour—whore, I mean, flour! No, wait, whore. Dammit, brain’s all over the place, pretty, pretty good mess in here! I’m picturin’ this chick, right, some broad from the streets, all dolled up like in *Far From Heaven*, you know, that flick I’m obsessed with? “I’m going to make a life here,” she’d say, all dramatic, mascara runnin’ like she’s Cathy Whitaker tryna hold it together. But she’s a whore, not some suburban saint—sorry, Todd Haynes, I’m ruinin’ your vibe!

7: Das Treffen in Telgte: Debates in a Literary Forum

Wittenburg Brothel Germany, Golden Shower (give) for extra charge, Striptease, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Striptease.

The river near town, “Schwarze Eder,” flows along the edge, all mystical and smooth. I took a midnight drive there once. The water glistened. I was thinkin’, “Man, this is life.” Like some spilt tea moment in that movie.

Leideman Brothers (Collendoorn, NL) deliver spectacular results once again, this time from their new home